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This is a tale of the escapades that have happened in my teen yearsthat are all but unbelievable. I advise you that there is strong sexualcontent, and the following stories involve sex with crossdressing, multigenerational relationships, lesbianism, bisexuals, and orgies. The nameshave all been changed to protect the promiscuous. Please turn back if thisis not something you care to read. The first I must say is that I have been urged by sex and pornographyfor some time now and it all started when I was about thirteen. I found somelingerie of my stepmother's and decided to try it on. I can't remember why Iwanted to do it, I just know that it felt right, and I believed in my heartthat there is nothing wrong with clothes. They are simply fabrics stitched,woven, and embroidered a certain way to reveal and cover different areas ofthe human body. The first outfit I found was in a black garbage bag in the downstairscloset of my stepmother's house. It was a silk black Basque with red lacetrim, black thigh high fishnets, and matching panties. I dressed up in the bathroom and stood in the mirror. I was so shockedat how revealing it was, and I felt stirring feelings in my body. I feltsexy, or, at least as sexy as any thirteen year old Italian boy can feellooking at himself. I couldn't believe that my stepmother was getting rid of this! If shewas getting rid of this sexy outfit, then there had to be more in that hugebag, as it was filled to the brim with clothes. I quickly undressed andstashed the clothes in my overnight bag. Later that night, I sorted throughthat bag and found a red and white striped G-string and four dresses thatfelt really silky. A week later, I took a white knee length slip from thelaundry hamper and took it home. My bedroom in both my mother and my father's houses was in thebasement, so I was granted quite a bit of privacy. I locked my bedroom door,and dressed up. I put on the g-string, the white slip, then the dress, whichwas awkward, it had to zip up the ass and it was a tight pencil skirt. Icould see why women sometimes hated getting dressed up. Unless you havenever tried it, don't complain why it takes them so long. Anyway, I stood in front of my two full length mirrors set at twocorners of my room. Damn, did this look hot! My cock began to swell, and Ibegan rubbing it through the silky fabrics. The next thing I know, I have myhand up my skirt, rubbing myself through the slip and g-string. I didn'tknow what I was doing; I just knew that it felt good. After rubbing myself for a while, I was overwhelmed with the sensationof a strong tingling in my loins. I couldn't touch my cock anymore, it wasway too sensitive. I just kept still, on my knees on my bed, dressed in mystepmother's clothes, shivering with orgasm. After the tingling subsided, I shakily undressed and folded everythingup. I noticed a little wet spot on the slip, and couldn't at that timefigure out why. The next day at school, all I could think about was the clothes athome. I promised myself that I would dress up in the black Basque thatnight. About ten O'clock, the door got locked, the outfit went on, fishnetsand all and the rubbing became a pulling movement with the off-white slip.Wow, did this feel good. I went frantically at it until the tinglingoverwhelmed me again. After shaking from orgasm, I looked at the slip, andlow and behold, there was another wet spot the size of a dime. That night, I figured that it must be what happens when guys have sexthey leak out sticky sperm. I asked a few friends in school about it andthey said I was right. I never in a million years though told them about myoutfits or the fun I was having in them. This went on for months, and after some time the dresses began to getsweaty from me, and the slip was beginning to get stained from my fluids, soI had to wash them. A while later I became bolder in my desire for outfits and lingerie. Ibegan to go through Elaine's closets and drawers and take a thing or twohome to try out. I took my first pair of pantyhose from her about a monthafter I took the first outfit in the downstairs closet. I began toaccumulate a bit of a collection from her. I had thigh high stockings,dresses, Basques, corsets, camisoles, baby doll tops, silk panties, and silkslips. I kept them in a huge book-bag in my closet. I began to take more thanI should, although, I was loving every minute of it. I would save up myallowance money and buy Polaroid instant film packs. I got dressed up inElaine's outfits while they were out of the house and would stand in frontof her dressing mirrors and pose for the camera. I would take as manycombinations of clothing dressed up as I could. My slender teenage boy bodywas easily mistaken for a girl's. I would pad the cups of the bras I wore tolook more like a girl. My skinny waist, small butt, and curvy legs lookedreally inviting in filthy lingerie, and I captured every moment of it. I took pictures of Elaine's vibrator in my mouth, and her Ben-Wa ballsin my mouth. I began to stir a very urgent need to have sex with her. Shewas adorable to me, and I knew why my father liked her so much. I'm sure anylady who looked as hot as she did, and could dress up in slutty lingerie forthree months and never wear the same outfit twice would certainly stir theneeds any man had to fuck. At the time, I began to find my father's porn videos and adultmagazines. I also came across two photos of Elaine naked at a nude beach.They evidently were taken while her and my father were on vacationsomewhere. I studied every inch of her naked body. She is about 5 foot 5inches, 130 pounds, she was very shaved down below, all except for a Vshaped patch above her pussy, and her breasts were almost too big for herbody. I later found her bra size was 38D, which are huge to anyone'sstandards, let alone a 13 year old boy, although breasts have never been aturn on for me. For two years, I did nothing but jerk off on all Elaine's outfitsthinking of nothing but her. I dreamt of all the things I would do to her ifI had the chance. I knew I was sick in thinking of my stepmother as a sexobject, but I couldn't help myself. One evening, I hit the Jackpot. I came across a camcorder video stuffedway in the back of the top of her closet. I knew it had to be back there fora reason. I couldn't wait to find out what was on it. I practically racedthrough the house, downstairs to the game room and found the VCR adaptorcassette the video fit inside to watch it. I rewound the entire tape and satthere literally shaking from nerves of anticipation and watched the tapefrom the beginning. As soon as I hit play, I heard my father pulling downthe gravel driveway. Nearly having heart failure, I straightened up myclothes scattered out to fuck in and put them away a few seconds before theywalked in. I had to wait until I got back to my mother's house to watch themysterious video. With a locked room, a blue silk camisole set, and whitethigh highs on. I sat there on my bed and hit play. The video came on and Iimmediately noticed the room was my room at my father's house. The sleepersofa was folded out and I see my father lying on the bed naked. It was kindof disturbing seeing my dad naked, although he's by far not unfit. Hedoesn't even have a belly on him. He lied on his back and a few seconds later, I watch Elaine walk intothe viewing area. She was wearing an emerald green and black trim silkteddy. She had a matching transparent robe on, and stay up thigh highs. Iknew the outfit well. I wore that outfit many times and if I didn't see itso much in the hamper, I would've taken it knowing that suspicions would notbe roused. What I watched was a three hour video of my stepmother fucking the shitout of my father. They fucked doggie style, missionary, cowgirl, reversecowgirl, spooning, you name it. She moaned and screamed out orgasms everyfew minutes. Elaine went through several costume changes during the sex. The first orgasm my father had was in Elaine's mouth as shedeep-throated him. His second orgasm, she rode out of him cowgirl style andthey came together. The next scene on that video was what really opened alot of questions and answered a lot of questions all in the same breath. The next scene was in a different room, and it wasn't my stepmother'shouse. After fast forwarding a few moments, I watch my father making outwith another woman in a huge master bedroom. Then, Elaine comes in withanother man and he goes down on her next to my father. The other couple wasclose friends of my father and mother when they were still married. Therenames were Doug and Bernadette, but everyone called her Bernie. Bernie was a gorgeous short Italian hottie in her early forties with aslender body, full breasts, long Indian black straight hair, and deep tanskin. Doug was a physical fitness fanatic that worked in heavy constructionall year round, about 6 years Bernie's junior. I could understand why Elainewas interested in him, as I watched him eagerly work a meaty rod in and outof her silky slit. My father fucked Bernie for a few moments missionarystyle until she pushed him down and rode the shit out of him. Bernie really caught my desires and attention because she talked reallydirty. She was really vocal in her moans and yelled out words ofencouragement as she was fucking and being fucked. They switched partnersagain, and positions, and ended with Bernie and Elaine eating each other'screamy selves after my father painted Bernie's flat abs with sauce, and Dougpainted Elaine's face with a gooey mess. I couldn't take anymore, I was jerking myself so fast on my bed thatwhen I came, I spurted the biggest load of cum that I ever saw release frommy loins. I was leaning back a bit on the bed and the sticky stream jettedstraight up my chest and painted a hot fluid stripe up my blue silk top andended at my throat. The next few spurts raced out onto my stomach. The cumwas really warm, much warmer than I ever would have guessed, as this was thefirst time I came all over myself. I usually finished in a pile of silkclothes, or occasionally on my hand, but never on myself. I made a copy of the video to keep with my collection, and returned theoriginal to its hiding place. So, the truth be told, my stepmother was intoother guys...their monogamous act was only to fool everyone else from findingout the truth... The truth that I now know... The question remained...could Ifinally get to fuck her?